Chapter 1752

"Ms. O'Connor, what should we do about Adrian?" Georgia's assistant asked, stepping forward. "Let him go." A pawn with no value left to exploit was better off released. What trouble could he possibly cause now? "Understood." Her assistant nodded and quickly called the Prime Minister to relay the order. Once the call concluded, Georgia tightened her grip on her cane and started to descend the steps. As she took a few steps, Thorley suddenly emerged from the reception hall, obstructing their way. "Ms. O'Connor, wait up. "Don't you want to know why the prince and the princess were so upset and who they're scheduled to meet later?" Georgia's curiosity was piqued, and she paused, turning her attention back to him. "I'm listening." Thorley took a deep breath and pulled out his phone. After a few taps, he turned the screen to face her. "Half an hour ago, Chandler posted a teaser for a fashion show honoring Amy. The designs he showcased reflect her signature style, enhanced with thou